"Let's say goodbye and I promise I'll stick with it until this point. I always like to be apart from you because... more pain is the best thing to do to reconnect with you. I think we should agree on a few things. Abandon me and say it's just an accident and you pretend to believe me our glass is empty and the best moments are only half full I fell in love with you after you left I was a jerk..." This is, son Josh at the beginning of the film, since Play and sing, record a song of your own creation. It is recommended that if you watch "Unpiloted", listen to and watch the lyrics written by your son Josh, or pay special attention. It will be a spiritual confirmation of a song sung by father Sam at the end of the film. Sam, in a neat suit, makes a phone appointment with his son Josh, asking him to skip class to celebrate a deal he just negotiated. The son, Josh, walked to the teaching building at three o'clock in the afternoon when the school bell rang. No appointment. Sam was on the TV news, unconvinced that there was a shooting on the campus where his son Josh was. The sudden and unexpected blow made his father Sam fall into despair. Daily booze and narcotic, rambunctious, living in his own sailboat. He gave up everything he had and went to work painting. Two years later. The ex-wife had another son, and gave his son Josh's legacy to his father Sam. Father Sam planned to throw all these relics into the trash can, but accidentally saw a photo of himself holding a guitar with his son Josh when he was a child in the cardboard box. Son Josh's belongings were taken back to the ship by Sam. He discovered songs written by his son Josh while he was alive. In one song after another listening to his son Josh's writing, Sam gradually recovered what he couldn't explain why he lost it in the first place. He learned songs written by his son. Let more people hear the songs written by his son, maybe let his son still be alive and let people know more about his son Josh. With this idea in mind, father Sam signed up to sing in a bar. He drank a lot before singing. "As soon as I get home it feels like a different life I try to stay strong sometimes I realize that even if I go further and even if I know more I still want to go home I pick up my backpack no matter what day no matter what city I How stupid can't seem to settle down because even if I go further and even if I know more I still want to go home" Sam finishes singing, walking out of the bar with a beer in hand, being chased by the bartender for a bottle, he's already drunk. The young Quentin also chased after him. He was deeply attracted by the sincere song that Sam played and sang on the bar stage. He begged Sam to form a band. Sam didn't answer. "You're my partner, you're me You're my right-hand man, I'm your best friend, I'm your brother, I'm your perfect plan When we're in trouble can I make you understand I don't know..." Sam wore an old hat, short Sleeve shirt, a pair of jeans stained with white paint. The music composed by son Josh is playing in the headphones, riding a blue bicycle, swaying and twisting on the red brick street. Time has passed for many days, The young man Quentin didn't see Sam in the bar. He found Sam's fishing spot and followed Sam to the boat. When he fiddled with Sam's guitar on the boat, he tried to sing the song Sam sang in the bar that night. He said that a song with more harmony would be more appealing. Sam was moved by his youth and sincerity. The young Quentin and Sam performed together on stage for the first time. Before going on stage, he vomited in the bathroom and was nervous. Will you still be my friend with a leg? Will you still be my friend even if I punch your brother? Will I always be your friend? Because that's what good buddies do. You're my patron saint, you're my warrior soul Can I make you understand that I don't know..." The two-piece band, which soon became a four-piece band, included guitarist Sam, guitarist and vocalist Quentin, drum kit Aiken, and bassist Willie .Specializing in Sam's songs. Sam concealed that the songs were written by his son Josh. "Angels and demons they secretly stayed together all night with me, I was confused from night to dawn, when I didn't know where to go they looked Follow me like I'm self-destructing the way I'm right or wrong You're still on my side The devil never understands, the devil never knows Hear you forgive me the thousandth time The devil never understands The devil never understands disguise The angel looks back and reminds me again and again, reminds me again and again... It's been a long journey It's unbelievable You're still my support even when the situation is critical You can guide me and convince me to confess even when I'm troubled Come down and you're still my backer" (The music was great.) The four-piece band was so successful that the bar owner asked them to perform a special on Saturday. "Let it be full of music, let it be full of passion You don't like silence, you're restless Hop on our train and feel it hard Don't you want to come along! Faithful you, don't suffer anymore Like a fool We sing seductively, we're indulgent The stars on the stage are already standing and follow us Let go of our troubles We're going to party all night and pray that the night doesn't end there I think I can, I think I'll accompany you to raise your voice, lend us your ears You know your friends are all here Why be alone, don't pretend you don't want to party together We're gonna party all night, pray the night doesn't end me I think I can, I think I will accompany you to come! I'm still yours. The cheers are getting louder and the atmosphere is getting higher and higher. Don't wake me up, just keep on never giving up. We'll be shining so brightly, just raise your glass and drink as much as you like, if I can, I just want to be with you, if I can, I just want to be with you." The show was also quite successful, the bar ushered in a peak of alcohol sales, and the crowd Moved. Everyone who came was infected with passion. They danced their hands and jumped as much as they wanted. The performance was over, and many people hadn't left. The young Quentin peeked at the three girls behind him. Sam came over, Teach him to be brave. Two people look like father and son, brothers, friends. "Rely on friends, they will accompany you through, they will be by your side, don't get discouraged, it will quickly add to your addiction" Music store owner, black old man Dai said that Sam was very kind to the young Quentin. Sam was stunned, as if thinking about this sentence. When he left, he forgot to take the shopping and was reminded by the old Dai. Sam took the initiative to see the young Quentin and found that Quentin would also be himself. Writing songs, he was too shy and insecure to sing his own work. Sam tried to encourage Quentin to perform his own work, but failed. A blonde in a miniskirt came out of the house. Sam mistakenly called Quentin's mother As the woman Quentin was looking for, Quentin was very angry. He babbled, as if he was retrieving the lost things on the young Quentin. He bought Quentin's clothes for the show and groomed Quentin. It made Quentin a little impatient. He didn't move, and pushed Quentin to the two girls to introduce him. Soon Quentin met a blonde girl Liz. Sam let the two girls First order a song, whatever song you want. "The tires of the bus turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn, turn of the band on the stage shouting, jump, jump, jump..." Son Josh's girlfriend Kate accidentally heard Sam singing Josh's songs in the bar. He was furious. He yelled, "How can you sing these songs? I am ashamed of you. Sam took off his hat and put his hands on the top of his head. Looking at Kate's back, who turned to leave after speaking, he could hear the clack of high heels hitting the hard ground. Everyone in the party had partners, and they were happy in their youth. Sam was very depressed. . He went to the grave of his son Josh. The tombstone was painted, "Murderer , go to hell. He was leaning against the tombstone and drinking. The ex-wife came to the son's grave with the bucket with the thinner in it. The color spray was hard to wipe off. Apparently it happens a lot. And Sam didn't know it. Tombstone, looking up at him and smiling, "Tequila. "He flipped the bottle over and looked. "Yeah, it's a good place to drink here." He also knelt down and accompanied his ex-wife to wipe the hatred on the tombstone. The brisk background music played. The sky was clear, the grass was green, and the tombstones were scattered. After wiping, the two of them took a tequila and sat in front of their son's tombstone. On the turf, everyone said, "Happy birthday, Josh. "It seems that the son Josh can hear. "If it is a girl, this is a beautiful blooming season. If it is a boy, it is also the most youthful time. said the ex-wife, handing the drink to Sam. "Am I always annoying?" asked Sam. "You are." The ex-wife replied. The two sat relaxed in front of their son Josh's tombstone and smiled. The ex-wife said that she went to see a family member of the victim and had breakfast. The family of the victim said that she should no longer blame her son Josh. The ex-wife felt relieved She wants Sam to meet the families of the victims. The two broke up. Sam doesn't want anyone's forgiveness, he doesn't want to take this to heart. At this time, he doesn't understand who's at fault is it? He got back on the boat, lay on his side, drinking. Over and over, listening to his son's last unfinished song, and getting drunk. Then, there was a strange soft noise in his throat. He sat up and drank his glass In the wine. I took the book my son Josh recorded and composed songs, and hummed the tune in his mouth behind the unfinished songs of his son Josh, while writing the lyrics in the follow-up. During the day, Sam went to work. On a fine morning, Sleeping in. Fired by the boss. He's sailing the boat with the young people. Three band members block him in the cabin. "We were invited to the 'Bath 104 Party'. Can have more popularity, but also on radio programs. Do you know what this means? represents the first step to success. "The three young people in the band were very excited, and Barabara kept talking. Sam said that things were a bit complicated, and he didn't agree immediately. He should be scruples. If the three of Quentin knew that the song was written by his son Josh, he would hate him very much. They also get blamed. "One thing I really hate is that Sam is always late Hurry up, hurry up, wait a minute don't feel sorry Let's make the most of ourselves Let's laugh at each other... Wake up in your favorite shoes Welcome to the sunset in the afternoon and I will return to the old one, change our story together, and wear fashionable and decent clothes will not be affected and shaken. Let's continue! You can't ignore my presence don't stop what you are Well, your emotionality is a beautiful predicament.” Sam walked into the four-person rehearsal area. Asked to sing two of Quentin’s own songs during the performance. If he didn’t agree, he wouldn’t go. Quentin compromised. On the day of the performance, everything was ready, and he rushed to the performance venue. As he approached, he saw his son and girlfriend Kate talking with the rest of the band. His expression was serious and he had a premonition. "Tonight, when everyone, How did you feel when you were all cheering for those songs? This thing makes you live in your own world. Really impressive. Kate walked up to Sam, impassioned, and taught Sam like a triumphant princess, "I should also thank you, I can finally say goodbye to your son completely. " "is that true? The young Quentin asked Sam with his head slanted, shoulders slanted and punk makeup on. "Yes." Sam answered sincerely. "It's been a long day." "Quentin was expressionless. Sam chased behind the angry Quentin, trying to explain, but Quentin turned around and punched him hard in the left eye. He staggered from the blow. He drank again. Drunk, at night, when he overturned the iron fence, he broke his son Josh's guitar. He shouted and yelled. In the morning, he was irritated by all kinds of noises, and he drove the boat playing the electric guitar and rushed to the sailing race team. The owner of the musical instrument store, Lao Dai released Sam on bail from the police station. In the car, Sam confronted Lao Dai frankly. Who knows that Lao Dai recognized who he was in just a minute when he first met him. "Then I tell You, my songs are all written by my son, what do you think? Sam sat in the co-pilot, turned his face to look at Lao Dai and asked. "God, I'd say, unbelievable. Hey, does Quentin know?" "He knows now." Sam pointed to the dark green on his left eye. "Damn! Your son wrote those songs? What the hell are you thinking? What about the other kids? They're other people's kids too, but your son killed them." "I know. But Josh is my son. ." Sam begged softly. "I don't know how you got through it, but Quentin deserves better." Old Day expressed understanding to Sam while feeling unfair to what happened to Quentin. Sam kept nodding his head in the car where the lights kept flashing outside the car at night, expressing his approval of what Lao Dai said. The next day, he came to the school where his son Josh was shot. Stroking the embossed text engraved "in memory of the children who lost their lives in the shooting incident". He couldn't help crying uncontrollably. The teachers and students who passed by looked at him strangely and continued to walk. Sam goes to the musical instrument store to thank Old Day and sees two of Quentin's guitars. Quentin asks Old Day, the owner of a musical instrument store, to sell his guitar. he's selling donuts Working in a snack shop. Sam went to see Quentin with two guitar cases. "Can we talk?" "I'm at work." "Okay, I'll do some shopping." Sam asked for a few doughnuts, then walked over to Quentin, across the counter. With sincerity on the face, "The first time we went to the show, it was like I met Josh who I never knew. The more we sang, the more I understood. It made me unable to extricate myself. I couldn't stop, I don't want to stop. But the truth is, you're not Josh. You're you. Quentin, the last thing I want to do is ruin another boy's life." "Is that what you think? Then you don't have to worry about it. I've ruined myself for 21 years." "Then don't go on. Don't ruin yourself. Go on, you don't need those songs. You don't need me. I want you to keep working hard, keep writing songs. I hope You make music seriously. Don't give up because of me. If you give up, you will never win." When he said, "Give up and you will never win." Quentin couldn't help but let out a laugh, "Give up and you will never win. Win? That's all you really can say?" He crossed his hands under his chest, his face contemptuous. Sam lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then raised his head and shrugged his left shoulder in a relaxed tone, "That's all I can say. If you give up, you'll never win." After that, he smiled and nodded kindly at Quentin. , turned and left, no longer nostalgic for that redemption. Quentin pursed his lips, and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Sam left the door. When he picked up two guitar cases, he found that one of them didn't weigh and sound like his original guitar. After opening it, it was the guitar he had been thinking about all the time, '78 Gibson guitar made of rosewood, gold-plated humbuckers embedded in pearls, professional and perfect. ' There was an uncontrollable 'um' in his mouth as if in heat. He lowered his eyes to look out the window at Sam who was no longer there, as if Sam was where he could see and would never look at him again. At the end of the film, Sam walks onto the bar stage and sits on the performance stool. There was a noise under the stage. He put the guitar on his right thigh, stretched his left foot diagonally upwards, put his right hand on the plucked strings, and stopped in the most comfortable position. Mouth to the microphone, chin twitching slightly, voice soft," my son's name is Josh. Manning. Two years ago, he shot and killed six people. This is the song he wrote. "When he said "he shot 6 people", the audience was silent and uncomplicated. In this last song, his son Josh just started, and was interrupted by a male classmate who broke into the room and asked someone to ask someone. Song It's not finished, it's my father's last follow-up. Now we can take the following lyrics and the opening lyrics to make a spiritual confirmation (suggestion, we can loop this song a few more times at the end-because we know what this film is saying , and it does sound good.): Staying in your borders chewing it deep in your guidance Stop watching you don't know what's hiding in my heart what I'm thinking stop even if I say it's a lie Watch it, be careful, take a deep breath, count the stars, and let the world stop bothering you. If you're somewhere you can hear this song, sing along. Close your eyes. Count to ten. Maybe love is the only answer. Do your best to sing your song Then sing along Help me understand the silent moments We try to be our best About everything Nothing is taken for granted Turn the lights on with complete honesty changed We proceed with caution and take a deep breath and count The stars make the world stop bothering you If you're somewhere you can hear my song just sing along Close your eyes and count to ten Maybe love is the only answer I'll try my best to sing your song What you lost is irreplaceable and what you have missed is unforgettable I hope you will sing here my son my son my son... The lyrics of this song carry the finale of "Unpiloted" , escape, redemption, relief, no more words needed. I wanted to write a title for the film review article at the end, thinking of Sam's thoughts, only, "My son, my son, my son. "My heart is also infinitely melancholy, awe-inspiring, and sighing, why should children be educated, "My son, my son, my son!" (Note: The source of the lyrics are all Chinese translations in the film "Unpiloted", not created by myself, the author is purely translating.) Way to sing your song then sing along Help me to understand the silent moments We try to be our best about everything Nothing is taken for granted Turn the lights on with complete honesty changed We move cautiously Breathe deeply Count the stars Let the world stop bothering you If you're somewhere you can hear my song just sing along Close your eyes and count to ten Maybe love is the only answer I'll try my best to sing your song Sing along, what is lost is irreplaceable, what is lost is unforgettable I hope you will sing my son my son my son here together... The lyrics of this song carry the end of "Unpiloted", Escape, redemption, relief, no more words needed. At the end, I wanted to write a title for a film review article, and when I thought of Sam, all he could think about was, "My son, my son, my son." My heart was also infinitely melancholy, awe-inspiring, and sighed. Why should children be educated?" My son, my son, my son!" (Note: The lyrics are all from the Chinese translation of the film "Unpiloted", not created by myself, the author is purely translating.) Way to sing your song then sing along Help me to understand the silent moments We try to be our best about everything Nothing is taken for granted Turn the lights on with complete honesty changed We move cautiously Breathe deeply Count the stars Let the world stop bothering you If you're somewhere you can hear my song just sing along Close your eyes and count to ten Maybe love is the only answer I'll try my best to sing your song Sing along, what is lost is irreplaceable, what is lost is unforgettable I hope you will sing my son my son my son here together... The lyrics of this song carry the end of "Unpiloted", Escape, redemption, relief, no more words needed. At the end, I wanted to write a title for a film review article, and when I thought of Sam, all he could think about was, "My son, my son, my son." My heart was also infinitely melancholy, awe-inspiring, and sighed. Why should children be educated?" My son, my son, my son!" (Note: The lyrics are all from the Chinese translation of the film "Unpiloted", not created by myself, the author is purely translating.)
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